Earth Day

Looking Out, Looking In

For me, watching waves ebb and flow is probably the most meditative experience. My mind immediately calms. I breathe more deeply. I start thinking about what I’m grateful for. I smile. Looking at these photos I think about how life is just as much about looking out as it is looking in. To see and journey toward a horizon while paying attention […]

The Darkness of Spring: Learning and Self-Critique

I jumped into the car this morning and headed for the local beach. I’d been inspired by a friend’s recent post of the grove of trees that sit in the middle of the Golden Gardens park. I wondered what I could capture on a cloudy grey morning, a lot different from the blindingly blue 70 […]

Running

Running March 5, 2016 In processing this image, I was playing with the idea of DNA running across a gel. It was a lab exercise I did in high school chemistry. My memory is a bit foggy, but if I remember correctly, DNA is negatively charged, and traveled across to the positively charged nodes […]

Wet Paint

Lately, I’ve been the most excited about sculpting images I take into new forms.

Two Spirit

Birth. Life. What is going on?

I’m experiencing infant over load. It’s not a bad thing. They’re cute. Two close friends of mine have infants. One was born this past week. They’re so tiny at first. Then they work on their caloric intake and start chubbing up. Their neck muscles start to kick in, and you aren’t so afraid their heads will lop […]

Blind(s)

Looking through. Looking from. Looking, looking, looking. Where am I? Where should I be? Where is safe? What’s better? What’s right? What if? Peeking through. Just peeking. Just a little peek. Is it okay? Will it be? It’s out there – isn’t it? Marivic Pinedo March 2, 2016

How’d it go?

It’s been fun daring to be me by putting my photography out there. After selling work at an arts and crafts bazaar last November, I wanted to pursue a dream I’ve had for a while, which was to show my work at a coffee shop. It doesn’t sound like a big dream, but it has been for me […]

You can’t walk 10 feet without stopping to…

You can’t walk down any street in Portugal without taking a picture of tile or ornate doorways and windows. A mixture of charming, old world, and fun.